Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 219

Everard was just polishing off his last bite of pizza when he suddenly mentioned, "Oh, my phone's dead."

After finishing his meal, he slowly raised his head and continued in a calm voice, showing her his phone that he had switched off upon entering the school to avoid any disturbances back in Ontoky City.

Cordelia didn't question him; she just frowned slightly and nodded, "Alright then."

She decided she would just get her phone back from Waldron later.

The rules at Autumn Gold Academic Bootcamp did state no phones during classes, but surely a quick call home after school was allowed, right? Everard wasn't in a hurry. Some matters, he preferred to handle personally once he got back in the evening.

Was there really a need to involve Mathster in this?

After dinner, they headed back to the classroom for evening study.

Cordelia went to the teacher's office, finding only Waldron there. Upon seeing her, he sighed in relief, "Cordelia, are you here to apologize to Lucille? He's already left..."

Before he could finish, Cordelia shook her head, "No, I'm here for my phone."

Waldron was momentarily speechless, "What?"

After Cordelia explained the situation, Waldron was at a loss for words, "You mean, Lucille confiscated your phone during lunch?"

Cordelia nodded.

this was

communication with students' families, especially not at Autumn Gold Academic Bootcamp, which was far from just any

was nearly obsolete; it was the digital age, after all. How

"Let me find it

to

breath, grabbed a hammer nearby, and smashed the lock before handing Cordelia her phone, "You should call

stand Lucille's

jeopardize his career by confronting Lucille directly. All he could do was speak up for Cordelia and retrieve her

slightly, and thanked him

little he could do against Lucille, a minor

explain the situation, ending with a

Cordelia he would handle the matter

Ignoring Queenie's scoff, Cordelia

support if necessary. Cordelia assured him it was t needed; she could handle it

the evening study session began, everyone was on edge, but Cordelia, absorbed in her studies, paid no mind to Everard's gaze, which

Cordelia inquired about Everard's exit plan, surprised to learn he had scaled the camp's 2.5-meter

in.

she watched as he effortlessly climbed over, bidding her a casual

immediately turned his phone back on to make an

corridor, Cordelia finally turned and made her way

had she stepped inside than the sound of a heated argument greeted

seemed particularly upset, "How could you